Darkwells Academy: Written in blood: An academy paranormalurban fantasy romance by Abby James

Author:Abby James [James, Abby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-03T06:00:00+00:00

14

“You sure you don’t want to come with us?” Amy asked.

“No, you go ahead. I’ve got some reading to do.”

Amy came over to investigate the book I had in my lap. She frowned when she realized it was my mum’s journal. “You want some company?”

“It’s fine. I’m fine. I just never got all the way through it.”

“Because you found out your mother had an affair on your…oops, sorry, I guess he wasn’t your father.”

“It was stupid of me. I was too quick to judge mum. It was obvious from what she wrote that Miles was a hard man to live with, to even love. I’m passed that, and now I just want to learn everything I can about her life.”

“What about your real dad?”

“And him, although he doesn’t sound like such a nice guy.”

She rubbed my arm. “Not such a good introduction to Christmas.”

By the sounds of it Amy had a lovely family, large, loud and full of laughter and love. Even though she regularly complained about them, especially her siblings—Amy was the baby of the family, and spoilt by the sounds of it—I could hear underneath her whining how much she loved them. Family meant a lot to her. She was sad for me when she heard that I had no family, then pained some more when she heard how dysfunctional they had been. She’d been excited when she heard my father was actually alive, and double dashed when I explained to her that he was likely a man no one would want to meet.

“Go, you’re going to miss the fun.”

“I hate leaving you here alone.”

“I’m used to being alone so don’t worry.”

“That’s why I worry.”

Having grown with such a large family, Amy didn’t know what alone time meant and couldn’t understand why anyone would choose that over company.

I waved my hand at her, shooing her away. She gave up in the end and headed off through the trees.

There was a mini tournament on this evening, a game of poker between the factions. It was the only time Darkwells allowed houses to be pitied against each other, but the game had started off student lead. Faculty allowed it to continue after they discovered it was not causing too much division between the factions. In fact it was a huge success in bringing the factions together. Most were happy to sit alongside each other and chat while the nominees of their faction fought it out over the poker table.

Although I’d wanted to watch the game, after my visit with Nathan I was curious about the rest of the journal. I had wrapped myself in a blanket and curled myself up in the hammock with the journal on my lap. Through the trees overhead the dark clouds ladened with rain roiled across the sky. Occasionally a gust would roll through and inch the hammock into a swing of sorts, which wouldn’t last long. The forest smelt fresh this time of year. The chilled wind brought with it the fresh smell of nothing.

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